Pure Evil

Yes it took some time, but I finally got the chance to upload. I have going to work out with my best friend after work so by the time I get home I never have time to do anything more than go to sleep. sorry about that.

Disclaimer: Although I wish I owned Inuyasha and co. (Sesshoumaru specifically) I regret to inform you that I don't. I have no money to own the things I do have.

Pure Evil Revealed

Sesshoumaru didn’t like restaurants. There was not enough privacy. He hated his hotel suite because of the hoards of females looking for someone rich to screw out of their money. He simply hated every place.

But Kagome had a nice loft. It fit the face she presented to the world, contemporary organized.

All her belonging had a place, sometimes within another place. She had a ton of free space in which to play around in. It reminded him of one of his wife’s studios. Kagome had her place for work. She had a place to relax, a place to eat. In a separate room she had a place where she slept.

Hojo always thought her place too bare for his liking. Kagome kept no photographs out in the open. There were no family mementos hanging on the wall. It seemed like a place for someone who liked to be alone.

Which honestly fit Kagome. She rarely invited company over. Hojo stayed the night once, other than that he went home at night. Kagome liked it because she didn’t feel claustrophobic. It was a place filled with only her things. Now she had a demon that just played the cruelest joke on her standing in the middle of her space taking off his clothes.

She turned away from Sesshoumaru. Her windows had no coverings so anyone could see him. It never bothered him before. Demons cared nothing about decency. Not that Kagome was one to talk either. If Sesshoumaru commanded her to strip down and give him a blowjob in front of an audience of people she would do it gladly.

She did not want him to know that though. His ego was big enough as it was without having to deal with that sort of information as well.

She set her purse on the couch, making sure she ignored her “guest”. Her core ached something fierce because he stopped in the limo. Why should she pay attention to the asshole now?

‘Damn if my body didn’t need a cock right now.’ She got an idea on how to get back at Sesshoumaru. He told her to get acquainted with her hand right…? So she intended on doing just that.

She left the main room for her bedroom. Under her bed she found her favorite vibrator. Though not nearly as large as Sesshoumaru, it did its job well enough. She knew she played a dangerous game, most likely she’d end up in Sesshoumaru’s trap, but she figured it was worth a try.

She undressed, before sauntering back out into the main room, still not looking at Sesshoumaru. If she had looked she would have seen his dark smirk. He knew what she planned and he already had a plan in mind for her plan.

Kagome spread her legs wide, propping her legs on her coffee table. Forget foreplay, she was much too wet and achy for that shit. She started pushing the vibrator in immediately drowning in the vibrations against her muscles.

Sesshoumaru sat at the table listening to everything. She expected him to come running to her. But he had no intentions of doing that.

But he wasn’t going to be mean. He did intend to help her. He helped by turning on the television, revealing the hottest porno he could find. It was even right on the good part where the main character was being fucked in all her holes.

He didn’t have to look at Kagome’s face to know her expression. He just hoped her vibrator didn’t break. He continued reading the newspaper as if nothing were going on behind him.

Kagome could not believe the jerk. How dare he do this to her? He knew she found it impossible to masturbate during a porno. Nothing compared to the real thing, especially not a stupid toy.

She moaned deeply, her core soaking her sofa fabric. Damn that Sesshoumaru for putting her through this agony. She bit her bottom lip hard to keep from crying. Closing her eyes did no good. He had the volume too high to tune out the moans and groans.

She gritted her teeth as her body tightened in response to the action on the screen. A large flat screen LCD television seemed such a good idea in the beginning. Right now it was the bane of her existence.

Sesshoumaru only kept his body from responding due to his airtight control over his emotions. He did take a deep inhale of Kagome’s arousal. Such a divine fragrance it was.

Kagome felt her fingers toying with her hardened nipples. She was so hot and there was someone close who could take care of the problem. Her body’s reaction to the thought of Sesshoumaru driving into her intensified. She needed it so bad.

“Sesshouuuuuuuuu,” she moaned.

“What Kagome,” he said in his emotionless tone, “I’m letting you be faithful to Hojo. You wouldn’t want to go back on your word would you?”

She growled in sexual frustration. He would have to make a liar out of her wouldn’t he? Did she really care right now? Her pussy ached so badly. “Please,” she begged him in a whisper.

Sesshoumaru hid his smile as he rose from his seat. Kagome looked to be in so much pain. Too bad he didn’t feel at all terrible for putting her through this. He was only doing what she wanted him to do. He had only her best interests at heart.

Slowly he lowered himself between her spread thighs, watching her love juice pour from her body. The sight was enough to make him painfully hard.

“Oh poor Kagome,” he slammed two fingers into her, gaining a lusty moan. “Do you hear that wet sucking sound? Isn’t it the most beautiful sound?”

His fingers were already drenched with her cream. He bent forward, his long tongue flicking out to get a taste of her. “Always delicious.” Her muscles gripped him tight, so on the next out, he jammed in three fingers.

Kagome was all feeling. As good as it felt it was not enough. He wasn’t deep enough. But his tongue…hmmmm, it felt so good circling her clit.

She felt she could die a thousand deaths as he suckled her, softly, only to give hard suck on her sensitive nub.

“I bet I could slide my fist in without a problem. As wet as you are I wouldn’t need lubrication.” Oh how she wanted him to try.

Then he was, fisting her slowly, trying not to tear her apart but giving her that one consideration only. He watched her face as she writhed for him. Damn this girl’s cunt was too good for that Hojo.

He pulled his fist out despite her howl of anger. He only needed enough to give his cock a nice coating, which he did. Kagome watched him with glazed eyes, watched as he stroked himself before her eyes.

“Turn over,” he commanded. She obeyed, legs splayed out, presenting all she had to offer. He refused her wet opening, choosing instead to place his cock head at the other entrance.

Kagome whimpered as he speared her unprepared opening. It made her so hot, feeling him slide in. She remembered all of his previous instructions about staying relaxed. She reminded herself of the intense dark pleasure she was about to receive if she stuck with it.

She couldn’t possibly tell Sesshoumaru how much she liked it anal. Sure he probably guessed it since he usually used her ass at least once during his visits. At first she’d been so afraid of the pleasure, now she relished it.

She faced the humiliation once more of being Sesshoumaru’s whore. Sesshoumaru rode her hard at the same time stroking her clit slowly. Kagome clawed at the sofa pillows.

She was such a pervert to love this so much. Deep inside she knew Sesshoumaru was right. Her body needed this.

~*~

“I’m being sued,” Sesshoumaru said after they sat down to finally have lunch. Kagome’s bottom hurt so much she couldn’t bear the thought of sitting. She knelt, draping part of her body on the sofa, while Sesshoumaru sat besides her, facing the TV.

She took a bite of the bread he presented her. Although she hated when he treated her like this, she couldn’t do anything against it. “What is it this time?”

He shrugged. “A couple of my ex’s have gotten together to sue me for their emotional pain. Apparently they weren’t too pleased with my cheating back in high school.”

Kagome sighed. Sesshoumaru must have slept with every female in his high school, college, and then when he was in his master’s program. He was never serious about any female, ever. They all knew it, but refused to believe him.

Sesshoumaru actually graduated before Kagome reached high school, which is how he never met Hojo. She knew Sesshoumaru growing up, so she knew all about his habits, and told quite a few girls about him being a dog (no pun intended). But they all thought her to be jealous.

Kagome laughed to this day about that. She’d been sleeping with Sesshoumaru since her freshman year in high school after he’d seduced her one summer night during a festival. What need did she have to be jealous when Sesshoumaru refused to let her go, though he tired of all other females?

“Do I know any of them?” She felt awkward leaning over with her ass in the air while she ate, especially since her lunch partner was Sesshoumaru. Still he gave her bites of food and hadn’t touched her yet in anyway other than friendly.

“I’m sure you do. It doesn’t matter though, they aren’t important.”

“Did you want me to be your lawyer?” Kagome could take the case, but she honestly had no desire to take it. As much as she liked Sesshoumaru, she could never work that closely for him. It’d give him too many excuses to get her alone and at his mercy. She had a hard enough time now dealing with him.

Luckily he shook his head. “I have a lawyer Kagome on payroll. What I need from you is to be a witness. One of these girls is a college slut.”

When Kagome entered college, he’d started his master’s program. He convinced her to live with him for those years. Every moment not in class was spent with him, even over her boyfriends. So she should know of all the females he slept with during that time frame.

She ran the facts. Sesshoumaru would win this case solely because he had a female friend to back him up. To be the best friend of such a guy would show that he couldn’t be that damaging a person.

“I won’t lie,” she stated, “You were an asshole then, much like now. I’m going to tell the court how much of a bastard you are, that you prey on women for your own perverse pleasure.”

Sesshoumaru barked a laugh before turning slightly to face her. One hand traced her nether outer lips. “Oh I know you will. I fully expect you to give a full account of my treatment of women.”

He began pumping his fingers into her wetness, enticing her body to prepare for him. Kagome forgot about being sore as she worked her hips back.

Sesshoumaru came to kneel behind her, fully hard and ready for his sheath. “Just remember,” he said as he leaned all the way over her. He thrust in hard enough to make her gasp. “You asked for this.”